Dear Mrs. Smollet,
Madame Spankk reminded me that you have been gone for a month today. And while I feel like a terrible person that I had almost forgot that you died a month ago, I have been reminded by an amazing person (who i think you would like just because he’s awesome and a little crazy) that moving on in life doesn’t make you a terrible person. (and he insists that I am not terrible, no matter how many times I think he is lying).
So to make this short. I had tried to send you another letter, but the internet crapped out on me, and it was kinda long. I miss you. I miss everything you did and wanted to do. I remember when we went bowling that one night and that’s how we came to call you mrs. smollet and your lovely girlfriend became madame spankk.
I’m doing my best to not cry everytime I think about you, but i just couldn’t help it tonight. Some time, I hope to look back on all the memories that we made together and be able to keep my composure.
With all the love I can muster,